Automatic Gun

Too many heartaches have been rejected, a notified delay
I feel adrenaline ejecting and I’ll soon go on my way
And it’s so hard now, and it’s so hard now, beating on my brain
I find no fascination to stimulate, I’ll do it all again
Oh, you find love inside an automatic gun
Another lifestyle breaks on the carpet, nothing as before
Without old intuition we’re feeling stronger, we’re communists at war
And it’s so hard now, and it’s so hard now, authority denied
We pull the trigger, the cartridge empty but Marxists still reply
Oh, you find love inside an automatic gun
I throw my fist in your chest in search of the refugee, love is bust from an
aerosol can
Fascists on your feet, Heaven in your hands, go, beating on my brains, go
Beating on my brains, go
(Ooh, wee-ooh) With new abandon again we’re resurrected, throwing you apart
(ooh, wee-ooh)
With acclamation, (ooh, wee-ooh) company deposited, pissing on your heart
Oh, oh, oh you find love inside an automatic gun
(Ooh, wee-ooh)
Oh, you find love inside an automatic gun